모던 Novels & Stories

Nodding Dax smirked, “They are vermin Groban, nothing more,” Narrowing his eyes Groban nodded once, “Well I like keeping that which is mine clean, fed and with me at all times. Do you have a problem with that?” Shrugging Dax stepped back widening his eyes before turning to walk away.

She had survived worse mornings than this. Katherine, Thea, and Hailey arrived at Modan Luxury Store, a renowned haven for high-end fashion in the far side of Willow Haven. Known for its exclusive designer brands like Giorgio Armani, Roberto Cavalli, and Missoni, the store was a symbol of opulence and sophistication.

At the door, the woman was shocked. “I apologize. I'm not sure where the lounge is located.” Clarence stopped walking. Glancing over from the side, he saw an unidentified woman waiting at the door. With a small furrow on his elegant eyebrows, he said, "Who are you?" Modesty was quite uncomfortable. She blushed and clutched her hands nervously. "I'm Modesty Parker, an SG Jewelry Magazine jewelry designer. I'm here to express my gratitude, Mr. Conrad."

Avery’s apt description was they are their own particular kind of nightmare fuel. Okay. So one hurdle overcome today. One to go. Let’s go put on a ballgown and friendzone Viscount Roland Chenney.

I go up to my room snorting. I hate this guy, I don't understand Goddess Moon. I throw myself on my bed, lying on my back looking at the ceiling, my calmness doesn't last long when I see Sean appear with a sandwich, he offers it to me and I nod gratefully. He comes out of my room and I quickly eat the sandwich. I decide to leave my room and get out of the mansion but as I leave, two guards pass by me escorting a girl of about thirteen years old, full of dirt. Intrigue gets the

“You’re mad.” “And you love it,” Syra smirked. Luiz groaned, scribbling. “This is going to kill me. But it’ll be art.” Linda nodded slowly. “It’ll feel like home. Not just another cold structure.” “Just one thing,” Jackson added. “What are we calling this style?” Yeah, right, we do need a name for that. “Let’s name it what it is,” I say softly. “A fusion. SoulModern. Nairobi’s past kissing its future.”

An electric current passed between us, making me unconscious of our surrounding, only she existed, and there I knew, her arrival had just turned my world upside down, and as much as I wanted to scape, I knew that I’d fall into her spell again, I’d bite her fat lips, I’d caress her body, lick it until I find the place where its flavor was more intense… And by the way how her eyes sparkled, she knew it too. “That is.” Andrew said breaking the spell “That’s how I want it to be called.” “Seduction?” Olivia asked breathlessly. “Then let's change the color to gold.” Elizabeth said smiling. “Why?” Paul looked at her confused “Black suits very well.” “Right, Paul. But I don't think that black seduct